213: Chapter 213 The Eye of the Spiritual Spring!

The flying ship was about a hundred zhang long, carved entirely from white jade, with complex spiritual patterns engraved on its hull, emitting a faint spiritual glow.

This was the flagship of the Lingxiao Sect—the White Jade Flying Ship.

At this moment, on the highest point of the flying ship, a figure stood with hands behind her back.

It was a woman.

She wore a snow-white long dress, the hem fluttering gently in the wind, with a pale blue silk ribbon tied around her waist, outlining her slender waist.

Her figure was exquisite, with graceful curves—every inch perfectly proportioned, neither too plump nor too thin.

Her raven-black hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, shimmering faintly under the moonlight.

Her face was exquisite to the extreme.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like stars, her nose delicate and tall, and her lips like painted cinnabar.

Her skin was whiter than snow, delicate as if it could be broken by a touch, as if a gentle pinch would make water drip from it.

Yet, on such a beautiful face, there was a majesty unique to someone who had long held a high position.

In those cold, clear eyes, there was not a hint of weakness, only an awe-inspiring, inviolable nobility and majesty.

She stood quietly on the flying ship, her robes fluttering, like a goddess who had descended to the mortal world from the Nine Heavens, making people feel awestruck, unable to harbor even a shred of blasphemy.

This was the Golden Core True Person of the Lingxiao Sect—Meng Qingcheng.

At this moment, she was looking down at the Formation below, which was filled with Demonic Qi, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, cold light flickering within them.

"Immortal Master Dream."

A white-haired old man arrived on the flying ship and bowed.

The old man wore a cyan Daoist robe, with a gaunt face and a deep aura, clearly a False Core Cultivator.

Meng Qingcheng did not turn around, only giving a faint "Mn."

The old man straightened up, pointed at the black Formation below, and said in a deep voice:

"I have already investigated this Formation set up by the Jin Family; it is a Tier 3 Demonic Path Formation of the Yin Corpse Sect—the 'Corpse-Rotting Profound Yin Formation'.

This Formation not only has extremely strong defense, but it is also connected to the Yin Water Pool below, capable of continuously drawing Yin Qi from the pool to replenish the Formation's consumption.

Trying to force an attack is almost impossible."

Meng Qingcheng heard this and frowned slightly.

Yin Corpse Sect... it was the Yin Corpse Sect again.

This Demonic Path Sect had become increasingly active in recent years; now, even a Family under the jurisdiction of the Lingxiao Sect had been infiltrated by them.

"Is there a way to break it?"

Meng Qingcheng's red lips parted slightly, her voice cold and devoid of emotion.

The old man hurriedly said:

"Yes. I have discussed it with several other Fellow Daoists. The only way to break this Formation is to set up the 'Earth-Shaking Array' to destroy the earth vein of Jinxia Mountain.

Once the earth vein is severed, the Yin Water Pool will no longer be able to provide Yin Qi to the Corpse-Rotting Profound Yin Formation. At that time, the Formation's power will be greatly reduced, and we will have a chance to break through it."

"Earth-Shaking Array..." Meng Qingcheng repeated softly, nodded, and asked, "How long will it take?"

"Reporting to the Immortal Master, it will take at least three days to set up the Earth-Shaking Array."

Meng Qingcheng was silent for a moment, then said indifferently:

"Three days is too long. I can only give you two days."

The old man looked troubled, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and replied:

"I will do my best!"

"It is not 'doing your best'." Meng Qingcheng turned her head and looked at the old man. In those cold, clear eyes, there was no room for negotiation.

"It is 'must'."

The old man felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly bowed:

"I understand!"

Meng Qingcheng withdrew her gaze, looked back at the ominous Formation filled with Demonic Qi below, and said calmly:

"Go."

The old man dared not say more and bowed as he retreated.

Meanwhile, in the night sky ten thousand miles away, the golden roc was still flying at high speed.

Ye Changge sat cross-legged on the golden roc's back, eyes closed in meditation.

Xiao Caiyue was sitting not far from him, also silently regulating her breath.

With the Moon Essence Spiritual Liquid gifted by Nangong Zili, Xiao Caiyue's injuries had mostly healed, and she no longer needed Ye Changge to transfer Qi to heal her every day.

The speed of their journey had also increased significantly because of this.

Ye Changge was worried about his Family.

It had been over a year since he left home. Although Lu Shiyin was there to hold down the fort, and he had set up many measures, logically speaking, there shouldn't be any problems.

But now the situation in the Zhao State was unstable, and Demonic Path Cultivators were restless; he was still a bit uneasy.

After all... there were so many children at home.

Just as Ye Changge was calculating his return home, a long-lost voice suddenly rang out in his mind—

"Ding~ Congratulations to the Host for five descendants breaking through to the Qi Inhalation stage! Obtained one lottery chance!"

Ye Changge opened his eyes abruptly, a flash of pleasant surprise in them.

Five descendants had reached the Qi Inhalation stage? It seemed that in the year he hadn't been home, those little ones had been cultivating quite diligently.

The corners of Ye Changge's mouth curled up slightly, feeling quite gratified.

He took a deep breath and silently chanted in his heart:

"Lottery."

In his mind, that familiar large wheel appeared again.

The large wheel slowly began to spin, divided into several areas—Cultivation Technique area, Medicinal Pill area, Magic Treasure area, Spiritual Item area, and Miscellaneous area.

The pointer spun rapidly, passing over one area after another.

Ye Changge watched quietly, not having too many expectations.

The speed of the large wheel gradually slowed down.

The pointer wobbled past the Cultivation Technique area, then the Medicinal Pill area, and finally... stopped steadily in the "Miscellaneous area".

"Ding~ Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Spirit Spring Eye!"

Ye Changge was slightly stunned, and then a flash of pleasant surprise appeared in his eyes.

Spirit Spring Eye? This was a good thing!

Between Heaven and Earth, Spiritual Qi permeated everywhere. In places where Spiritual Qi was dense, Spiritual Veins would form.

Large Spiritual Veins could stretch for tens of thousands of miles, nurturing various blessed lands; small Spiritual Veins might only be a few miles in circumference, but they were sufficient to support a small immortal cultivation Family.

And within a Spiritual Vein, the source where Spiritual Qi was most dense and pure was called—the Spirit Eye.

The Spirit Spring Eye was the finest among Spirit Eyes!

If the Spirit Spring Eye were placed in the Family, it would be equivalent to creating a small Spiritual Vein for the Family out of thin air!

Moreover, the Spiritual Qi emitted by the Spirit Spring Eye was extremely pure and highly beneficial for a Cultivator's cultivation, especially for Cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage, where the effect was even more significant.

Ye Changge was overjoyed. With this Spirit Spring Eye, the Spiritual Qi concentration in his Family could reach a new level!

Those little ones would be able to Cultivate with half the effort and twice the result.

This Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was invisible, colorless, formless, and intangible, ethereal and elusive.

Ordinary Cultivators could only passively absorb the wandering Spiritual Qi in the air, which was inefficient, resulting in twice the effort for half the result.

And wanting to find a Spiritual Vein was even more difficult.

After all, Spiritual Veins were hidden deep underground, and ordinary means could not detect them at all.

Only those Feng Shui masters proficient in geomancy, or Dragon-Seeking Masters specializing in Qi-observing techniques, could roughly determine the location and grade of a Spiritual Vein by relying on the subtle flow of Spiritual Qi between Heaven and Earth and the undulating trends of mountains and rivers.

Even so, out of ten dragon-seeking attempts, being able to find a true Spiritual Vein once was already a stroke of great fortune.